A three-hour tour...

And I'm coming to your house after dinner... :kiss:

I'm coming to your house for dinner. ;)

Tonight is grill night. Pork Tenderloin marinated in honey mustard cooked whole, sliced off the grill. Pork steak with a spicy rub. Pork chops with a lime-oregano-olive oil baste and beef sausage cooked whole until the skin chars and cracks. There will be lots of leftovers.
 
Tonight is grill night. Pork Tenderloin marinated in honey mustard cooked whole, sliced off the grill. Pork steak with a spicy rub. Pork chops with a lime-oregano-olive oil baste and beef sausage cooked whole until the skin chars and cracks. There will be lots of leftovers.

By the time I can drive there you'll be having after dinner drinks.

Which could work.

:kiss:
 
Fool, if you're half as good as your erotic poetry, I'm going to be your new stalker. :devil:

Warm eyes, innocent on the surface, but with close gazing you can easily read his salacious thoughts.

Enveloping hug, serious and amazing kisser, terrific conversationalist.

That's all I know.

So far.

:kiss::kiss::kiss:
 
Fool, if you're half as good as your erotic poetry, I'm going to be your new stalker. :devil:

There is no proper way for a gentlemen to answer this unless engaged in a, shall we say, more intimate discussion with said questioner.

Warm eyes, innocent on the surface, but with close gazing you can easily read his salacious thoughts.

Enveloping hug, serious and amazing kisser, terrific conversationalist.

That's all I know.

So far.

:kiss::kiss::kiss:

I grieve that you think I am only innocent on the surface. As for reading my thoughts through my eyes, simply come closer so I can whisper them to you.
 
Note for those interested in such things: A tomato press will not separate the flesh from the skins of a bell pepper. I had to slice them all up and am now slowly cooking them limp. Then I will decide whether to try and strain out the skins or just put the whole thing in a blender and liquify them. In any case, this will be another of those two-day cans. Smell good, though! :D
 
Molly posts this thread to vent about her derailed writing time and the Fool uses it to cruise for chicks. Gotta love this place. :D
 
Note for those interested in such things: A tomato press will not separate the flesh from the skins of a bell pepper. I had to slice them all up and am now slowly cooking them limp. Then I will decide whether to try and strain out the skins or just put the whole thing in a blender and liquify them. In any case, this will be another of those two-day cans. Smell good, though! :D

I was thinking about getting some red bell peppers and throwing them on the grill. You burn the crap out of the outside then put them in a covered bowl and let them steam. The burnt part slide off, the stem and seeds slide out and you are left with the flesh, slightly smoky.
 
Warm eyes, innocent on the surface, but with close gazing you can easily read his salacious thoughts.

Enveloping hug, serious and amazing kisser, terrific conversationalist.

That's all I know.

So far.

:kiss::kiss::kiss:

Ooo...give me more details as you get them. :p

There is no proper way for a gentlemen to answer this unless engaged in a, shall we say, more intimate discussion with said questioner.

Another thing I admire about you.

Note for those interested in such things: A tomato press will not separate the flesh from the skins of a bell pepper. I had to slice them all up and am now slowly cooking them limp. Then I will decide whether to try and strain out the skins or just put the whole thing in a blender and liquify them. In any case, this will be another of those two-day cans. Smell good, though! :D

Snerk.


Time to write.
 
I was thinking about getting some red bell peppers and throwing them on the grill. You burn the crap out of the outside then put them in a covered bowl and let them steam. The burnt part slide off, the stem and seeds slide out and you are left with the flesh, slightly smoky.

It's especially tasty on steak.
 
I was thinking about getting some red bell peppers and throwing them on the grill. You burn the crap out of the outside then put them in a covered bowl and let them steam. The burnt part slide off, the stem and seeds slide out and you are left with the flesh, slightly smoky.

Another time I may do that and use those roasted peppers for sauce. As you point out, the smoky flavor is hard to equal. However, roasting 8 lbs would take up all morning.
 
Molly posts this thread to vent about her derailed writing time and the Fool uses it to cruise for chicks. Gotta love this place. :D

The nature of the fool, don't take much serious.
 
Molly posts this thread to vent about her derailed writing time and the Fool uses it to cruise for chicks. Gotta love this place. :D

Nah. I posted this thread in an attempt to entertain everyone. By the time I started typing the story out, I was laughing pretty hard at myself.

I don't think I ever got those clothes dry, though. :rolleyes:

The nature of the fool, don't take much serious.

That's what I adore about you.
 
Each of us has his own chick-bait. I cook, The Fool writes and Tom makes them laugh. It's all good. ;)
 
Awwww...you sweet thang. :kiss:

I cain't do none o' that there poe'try stuff, tho. :( He still got one up on me, durn it.

Ah, but I've noticed your poetic heart. :heart:

There is no such thing as poetry....:D

There's just The Fool. :kiss:

Each of us has his own chick-bait. I cook, The Fool writes and Tom makes them laugh. It's all good. ;)

You forgot to mention the hugs. You give the best hugs...:devil:

But I'm confused. Why would you want to bait chickens?
 
:D I thought, like Sarahh that only I had days like this...you made me laugh..tears...it should be a sit-com but awww honey...I do feel for you:rose:
 
Takes less effort than chasing. :D

Lazybones.

:D I thought, like Sarahh that only I had days like this...you made me laugh..tears...it should be a sit-com but awww honey...I do feel for you:rose:

LOL. And I left some parts out--like cleaning the blood from toe out of the carpeting, mopping up the mess the cat made when he puked up the bread he ate and the fact that my clothes still aren't dried. I finally gave up on the laundry.
 
How the hell did I miss this one?

SW, you never see that kind of stuff on The Real Housewives of Orange County. :D

If ya could add a little sex next time we would all appreciate it. :devil:

I got news for you, Tex, if there'd been sex involved, the rest of the story wouldn't have happened. :devil:

And my screaming "fuck" at the universe doesn't count?
 
How the hell did I miss this one?



I got news for you, Tex, if there'd been sex involved, the rest of the story wouldn't have happened. :devil:

And my screaming "fuck" at the universe doesn't count?


OH dear.
Unrequited love lies bleeding in the corner.
 
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